"Daddy...” Gloria called out to him bravely.
Old Master Shaw said nothing.
Before he could react, Mrs. Shaw screamed out in shock, "Oh...you hussy! You little b*tch! So it's you! I didn’t expect it to be you!"
Gloria was stunned into silence."..."
She was so terrified she had no idea where to go to hide herself. She stood in her spot, stupefied.
Mrs. Shaw's sharp fingernails dug into her forehead." You little b*tch! How... How did you get here! Your gold digger mother sent you here, didn't she! Our Jennie is such an innocent girl, so how did you deceive her and convince her to let you in!"
Old Master Shaw glared at Gloria angrily, his eyes opened wide in fury. "You...You’re so rude! How did you get in here! Who! Who let you into this house!"
Gloria said, "Dad, it's Gloria! I'm Gloria, and I'm your daughter. Didn't you just compliment my skills on the piano?"
She looked at her father bravely, tears swimming in her eyes. She missed her father so much.
"Dad..." "Go away!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy kicked
Gloria to the ground.
"He's not your father! You little bastard! Go away! Get out of my house right now!" The teenage boy was almost as tall as an adult. His kick was so painful that Gloria remained curled up on the floor and could not stand upright for a long time.
She looked at everyone fearfully. Finally, her eyes locked onto Jennie. However, Jennie was looking at Gloria with tears in her eyes, "Gloria! You’re so shameless, so manipulative! You were just using me, weren’t you!?”
"Don’t call me that!" Old Master Shaw rejected her flatly. "I do not have patience for anyone who makes more than three mistakes. Your mother once did something unforgivable, and now this is the second mistake. If there is a third, go home and tell your mother that I have my own methods to control you!"
With that, Old Master Shaw carried Gloria by her arm, as if he was carrying a chicken he bought from the market, and dragged her in the direction of the door.
At that moment, Gloria was thoroughly humiliated.
Her own home. Her own father. But instead, she was chased out of the door.
Old Master Shaw dragged her out of the main entrance, then grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing her to raise her head. He looked at the servants standing a t the entrance and said, "Take a good look and remember her. If she dares to come here again, beat her until she dies!"
With that, he shoved her and she fell to the ground, dirt instantly filling her mouth.
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